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Good Times Hard Livin'

Verse: 
D                                                                                              G 
I was a  walkin talkin somethin to prove didn't care about nothin at all, 
D        D/C#    D/B      D/A       G     A      D 
Reelin in the streets throwin bottles at the wall, 
D                                                                 G 
We played rockabilly music til all hours of the night, 
D          D/C#    D/B     D/A      G              A      D       
We'd wind up in the parkin lot in some great big fight, 
G                                          D             G                 D 
When there weren't no money in it and everything was new, 
G                               D                                         A  
We'd drive across the country lookin for somethin to do, 
D                                                                                    G 
And you couldn't tell us nothin. We had it all figured out for sure, 
D                   D/C#         D/B            D/A               G            A      D 
And the older cats would shake their heads. They'd seen our kind before, 

D                                     G             D 
But it was good times hard livin back then, 
D                                              A 
I wonder could I do those things again, 
D                                  G               D           G 
And never give a second thought to if it was a sin, 
D                       A             D 
Good times hard livin back then, 
 
Verse: 
D                                                                                 G 
I was a walkin talkin somethin to prove just playin rock and roll, 
D          D/C#   D/B      D/A    G  A   D          
Lovin every minute spinnin out of control, 
D                                                                     G 
Ridin on that midnight rail tryin to have too much fun, 
D                          D/C#   D/B D/A  G            A               D  
Probably should've gone to jail for some of the things we done, 
G                       D         G                       D  
We'd turn on ZZ Top and roll on to another town, 
G                             D                                         A 
We wore that sucker out til the whole thing come unwound, 
D                                                                                   G 
And you couldn't tell us nothin we had it all figured out for sure, 
D              D/C#           D/B          D/A           G       A        D 
But some people that I knew back then won't talk to me no more, 
 
Repeat Chorus: 
 
Verse: 
D                                                                               G  
I'm a walkin talkin somethin to prove but I'm tryin not to fall, 
D                   D/C#       D/B       D/A             G        A       D 
Cause some funerals I've been to played like writing on the wall, 
D                                                                                  G 
And now it seems I've come full circle still tryin to make a stand, 
D               D/C#   D/B    D/A      G          A               D 
Ridin five up in a pick up truck playin in a honkytonk band, 
G                                            D              G                      D 
And though the words may be different it's still the same old song, 
G                                       D                                         A 
Figure out where you wanna be and make it up as you go along, 
D                                                                                      G 
And you still can't tell us nothin we've got it all figured out fo sure. 
D              D/C#    D/B   D/A                      G             A       D 
Shakin our heads at each other we've been down this road before, 
 
Repeat Chorus: 
 
Refrain: 
D                                                                              G 
I'm a walkin talkin somethin to prove but I'm tryin not to fall, 
D                D/C#      D/B      D/A            G          A             D 
And if I think about it now and then ain't too much changed at all 
 
 
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